Zara Ellis hurried across campus, her eyes which were now fixed on the pavement as she made her way through the crowded quad. She clutched her laptop and books tightly , her heart racing with each step she took.

She had just left the library where she had spent the last hours working on both hers and "his" projects.

Zara added in more speed in her walks since she was already getting late for her part-time job at the campus cafe.

As she approached the cafe, she noticed a figure leaning against the wall his blue piercing sharp eyes fixed intently on her.

That's all that was needed for all energy to be drained from her body. She let go of both the laptop and books from her hands. She even herself didn't notice it.

This only happened to her when "he" was around.

Magnus Blackwood the senior who had been making her life very miserable for a year now.

He watched her every day including the nights. All students at school knew that she was his maid just because her singles parent mother worked as a maid in his house so he announced to the whole school that since she was maid's daughter, that means that she could also be fit to be a maid and so,the whole school knew her as Magnus' maid.

And as usual, he was here watching her again with his piercing blue ocean eyes.

She very well knew the reason why he was here and this scared her very much. She knew the punishment for her disobedience this time would be severe. She had never disobeyed not even once till now.

She could still vividly remember what he had said to her that morning when she had just clocked in at campus.

He had said, " Morning there Dirtbag. Hope you still know what's good for you. I don't want to see you in that cafe again wearing that short black skirt that even rarely covers your dirty butt. Do you think we enjoying looking at those stinky short legs of yours? Obviously not. All the customers including the other students here are all disgusted by you. So, Mrs Dirtbag,I advice you to quit soon before the next shift. I don't want to take things in my hands so. Hope you got me right Dirtbag."

Those were his exact words when they had their usual morning meeting in the music room.

He had set rules for her and those included that one that said that he and her had to meet each school morning before classes had started so as for him to determine whether she had dressed appropriately as his personal maid. He said that he always did this because he didn't want other students to say that he was mistreating his maid.